The leaves are dropping
On sprite full of one
The pink have the song
A vivid shiny burn
The wind is warm
I can finally feel it's race
But why I am walking
In a barren gaping rage
Is it because of haptic
I weigh it is dull
Or is it just the calling
So glace and so lull
Yes queries are the inquest
I know it is clear
Yet why I am merry
To loose something dear
The murk is slithering
And it's not to take my place
Just a wisher wishing clout
If i shared what i made
Alas, it sight me as a friend
Like it did in my past
And how can I thrust
Who held me in the dark
The moment is here
I can hear the beating far
The moment is here
Of the glee in testy war
Oh why do we love
To abhor the budding dawn
If smile is for just
The rim of falling fawn
